Luyện nghe bài hát Like My Style (feattony Yayo Of G Unit)

I you like my style
You how I break it down
I know you like
You like how I it down
I you like my style
You how I break it down
Wanna get I'll show you how
Wanna get rich show you how

On ya mark, get set, go, switch the flow
ya how to turn Yayo into dough
The original don dada, bomb harder
Ya heard what I boy, I'm hot, I'm hot
The they say "He so crazy"
The snitches they say "He tried to me"
That's you get for trying to play me
The aftermath and my is so shady
No matter how you try you stop it
I catch ya stunting in the Bentley Coupé
If you a pimp why ya stay outta pocket?
Front and out how my P-40 Glock hit
"50 you some help?"
Chill, I got this
I'm from the D's tryin' to knock us
They swear to God that it's me the choppers
Man, I ain't give little niggas no product

I you like my style
But how much do you my style?
You like how I break it
Wanna get rich I'll you how

I know you my style
But how much do you like my
You like how I it down
Wanna get rich show you how

The birds say I got a way with words
I be like "baby girl, I them curves"
If ya not busy tonight we can swerve
I'mma bachelor, baby, fuck what you

From the in ten minutes I'll make you a believer
Tongue touch ya, I'll have ya like you havin' a seizure
I make hits about what I do in my
G-Unit gang, can't clique out there see us
Niggas lip sync the cause they wanna be us
hoes from the hood they be trying to G us
Trying to holla at the kid time they see us
quit pretending, I'm the nigga ya love
And I ain't got to say nothing, you know that I'm
Put my hands on ass and ya say that I'm bugging
We family, baby, cousins
Now what the riff raff done drug in
For the cheese my degrees is hotter ya oven
New Yorker, but I sound Southern
And we sip DP 'till the Don stop
we play, ok, go to ya husband

I know you my style
But how do you like my style?
You like how I it down
Wanna get rich I'll you how

I know you like my
But how much do you my style?
You how I break it down
Wanna get rich I'll you how

Em you gone like my style
Dre said you like my style
I said you like my style
You gone like how I it down

You're not really, ready
The will have ya ass in trauma, boy
You're not really, really
My flip open and then I gets to poking
You're not really, ready
Them shells popping and bodies get to dropping
You're not really, really
You ya ready, ya not
really ready